He felt himself collapse heavily onto her naked body, still inside her. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. She shook her head. That is what stands between us, if you would know—that. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. "You musht do dat shob yourself, Mishter Vild," rejoined Abraham, shaking his head.
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